Birds of the Meadow

Birds Of The Meadow-Josh Ritter

I didn't come to ask you

How you're doing these days.

Didn't come to roll no stones away, no.

I've come to tell you

that the end is nigh.

I've come to prophesize.

You wanted a messenger and I am thee,

Your heebie-jeebie man, in ecstasy.

But my eyes are blazing

and I'm mental dark.

You better hark.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.

Honey, I'm a wild one

and I'm dressed in rags.

I roll you over,

turn your bedside up, yeah.

Before the whole thing's over,

you're gonna shout my name.

I don't care if you believe me.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.

Fire is coming, fire is coming.

Birds of the meadow,

birds of the meadow.